To whom this may concern

To whom this may concern in the near or very far future:

I cannot promise you anything but myself and that should be enough. I am blunt and hope you are too. That's the only way things will ever get done in this world. I hope you like to read, that's why there's wickedness in the world you know- not enough people read. My sarcasm is a way of life and I can only pray that you know how to take a joke and tell one. I like my jokes like I like my pizza.. the cheesier the better. You should always be able to tell 3 jokes, do 2 card tricks, and recite one poem just in case we're ever stuck in an elevator. If there's a time when I'm being irrational which is often, I hope you have the courage to tell me to shut the hell up. I've never been high maintenance in much besides food and I hate making decisions that require what I want even though I know exactly what I want. It's all on you, sorry for the pressure. You never have to buy me any clothes because I'll probably hate them, but you can buy me socks and hoodies (the loose kind)- I love socks and hoodies. Oh, and sundresses, I love those too. I hope you love the beach and to travel because that's what we'll be doing for a portion of our time whether it's sooner or later.. We've forgotten what it's like to love and be loved at the same time.. until now. I hate the cold and love wearing an oversized hoodie with shorts- hope that's okay. It's quite possible that you have brown hair and blue eyes, just saying. Oh, and you might have some tattoos too. I'm psychic, I know. I've never been a fan of doing what society wants me to do, I'll tell you how I feel when you really want to know, tell you where to go and how to get there, and I'll do something completely unexpected and spontaneous every so often to keep you on your toes. I hope you have all your toes. I believe waking up next to you in the morning with Regina Spektor sounding would be rather perfect, don't ya think? Something's gotta make mornings worth it, nevermind that, you'll make them worth it. I hope you can look me in the eyes and see something more without me having to tell you. I hope that we can sit across from each other in silence and be comfortable but more than that, I hope we can be obnoxious and ostentatious around each other too. We'll be one of those couples that people either absolutely love us of cringe at our site because we're so damn perfect for each other. I dream of a day in which we sit and talk the entire time about every aspect of the universe from why donuts are so delicious to the existence of God and why He most likely hates us. If you can write, draw, and play music you probably already stole my heart. Kudos to you though, if you stole my heart you had to find it first. I hid it awhile back in a place so far away from the world. You probably did that with your heart too, I'm a sucker for that. I hope you're never afraid to shed a tear, we'll both be rocks who claim indifference but we'll know each other better than that. I'm afraid of dying, aren't we all? Seriously though, the possibility of nothing scares the living hell out of me. All we've ever known is life, sure we've lie lodged before but not dead. I want to leave the world like this though- laying in the bed, eating a Twix, drinking an Arnold Palmer, listening to some band from back when we were young in the background, and reading your favorite book. I'm picky with food and even pickier with the people I actually like. I tend to like either people who are exactly like me or ones that are on a completely different spectrum.. I guess I'll find out which one you are. Besides the fact that everybody in the world should be just like me, ha, I am in no way perfect. I have my flaws and so will you. As long as you don't wear white socks, fanny packs, sound like a cow when you eat, or do anything that society expects, we'll make it. We can dance randomly if you'd like, I think that'd be a fun time. I hope you love sports, too. I refuse to go to any events in which one (including myself) has not the slightest clue of what he is talking about. I am faulty in the sense of double standards at times, aren't we all? Don't correct me on the little shit, that's petty and rather annoying but I'm sure you'll do it anyways because that's the type I fall for. I hope you can spell (I don't mind you mixing up i's and e's next to each other though), if there is a God I hope He blessed you with that ability and I hope you don't mind my overuse of commas and how I only use two ellipses. What would the world do without commas? Or grammar? That's the difference between 'helping your uncle Jack off a horse' and 'helping your uncle jack off a horse'. Serious stuff right there. I hope you're a sore loser, God knows I am. We'll never be able to play a game with each other 'just for fun', nope, not possible. After a few drinks and a few stolen spaces one of us will throw the Scrabble board across the room, it's bound to happen. And then we'll laugh. Let's laugh a lot, shall we? Well, when you read this we'll probably be next to each other and I'll be impatiently waiting because it's quite possible that I've already interrupted you four times or that you're an awfully slow reader but that's besides the point. Still wondering if I've met you yet.

Onward and upward,
B


Trust your heart of the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backwards.